Training Don

Fighting against his own Master—it was a thought that had crossed Don's mind a few times. He knew it would happen eventually, but he never expected it to be this soon.

"You look troubled," Apollo said with a small smile as he noticed the frown on his disciple's face.

"It's just that… I'm going to lose, right?" Don asked, scratching his cheek in embarrassment.

"We're fighting to train, not to kill each other," Apollo chuckled. "Are you expecting me to beat you up until you can't stand anymore?"

"Well…" Don nodded slowly.

"You're silly," Apollo said. "But you're right."

"Wait, what?!" Don's eyes widened in disbelief. He had assumed they were going to fight seriously because of things he'd overheard.

When a Disciple reaches a certain stage, they're supposed to fight their Master to prove themselves and officially graduate.